So I’m still suffering from the surrealism of it all.
At the most unlikely moments (such as when pouring myself a glass of water), a jolt of awareness will flit though my mind: ZOMG YANS, YOU JUST CAUGHT DEATH CAB PERFORMING LIVE IN CONCERT AND YOU GOT THEIR AUTOGRAPHS AND YOU HAD THE OPPORTUNITY TO SAY LIKE MAYBE, SEVEN WORDS TO THEM.
Never in my life would I have ever imagined that scenario. Actually, never in my life would I have ever imagined I’d ever catch them live in concert. Sssseriously.
It was Phenomenal. Superawesome. Greater than Great. I think it was Transhistorical.
Although they didn’t play A Lack of Colour, I’m mighty pleased they played Tiny Vessels, Grapevine Fires, The New Year and of course, the final encore: Transatlantacism. The live version of Transatlantacism was FRICKIN’ SOLID. Just to be there, and to see and hear it being performed so powerfully – it just makes the song so much more personal and meaningful. I mean, it is one of the definitive DCFC songs and one of my classic favourites. I think that performance has simply elevated it to a whole new level. Anyways, Transatlantacism was an amazing/fitting way/song to close the show. Hm, I must have some powers of foresight (re: previous post). And oh, Tiny Vessels. That song got me hooked onto DCFC in the first place. So indeed it was very fitting that they played it.
Excuse the rambling. Feeling all gushy and swoony about dcfc at the moment.
ALSO. I need to thank a fellow Death Cab fan who was standing ahead of us in the autograph queue for very kindly giving me an insert (a sort of a card) from her Narrow Stairs album – to uh, get DCFC’s autographs on it. I didn’t have any official merchandise for signing, and the security/staff were pretty anal tight. Daph and I were immensely worried that the staff would kick us out when they found out we had no official merch to present. Gulp.
So – in the event that you, my generous fellow DCFC fan who generously gave me that insert card, stumble onto this space while googling for DCFC – I’d like to say THANK *YOU*, VERY VERY MUCH. :)
(Rant: The whole autograph session thing (which lasted a mere 30 mins or perhaps even lesser) was a stampede. Areas were cordoned off, fans weren’t able to queue, only those with official merchandise were supposedly able to obtain autographs (gripe – why tickets cannot??? are they also not official merchandise in itself!!!) and there was this feeling of camaraderie between fellow fans who were trying to get the better of security. Ahem. Ok end of rant.)
Sigh. Thank you, Death Cab, for coming to Singapore, by the way.
And at this point, I’d like to take a leaf out of Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure; I’d like to say, Fellow DCFC fans, be excellent to each other! :)
And now, after that haphazard verbal diahorrea, it’s time to enjoy the simple pleasures in life, like the descent of water droplets or a glass of milk. Ahhh.
